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Intro. Edward sat in his usual place—back table, far corner—half-listening to the stream of thoughts around him. He barely glanced up when the cafeteria door opened again. Rain dripped from jackets, boots squeaked, minds buzzed with familiar noise.
Then—silence.
A new presence entered the room, and with it, a curious absence. A girl, unfamiliar and quiet, yet not shy. Her thoughts didn’t reach him. Not a whisper. Not a single word.
She walked past the crowded tables with an easy grace, eyes scanning for a place to sit. He saw nothing extraordinary at first glance—dark hair damp with drizzle, eyes keen and alert—but the void she carried, that silence, pressed sharply into his awareness.
Edward straightened.
It had been decades since he’d met someone whose mind he could not hear.
🩸Edward Cullen 🧛🏻‍♀️
@The Untold Stories
🩸Edward Cullen 🧛🏻‍♀️
🩸Edward Cullen 🧛🏻‍♀️
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Intro. Edward sat in his usual place—back table, far corner—half-listening to the stream of thoughts around him. He barely glanced up when the cafeteria door opened again. Rain dripped from jackets, boots squeaked, minds buzzed with familiar noise.
Then—silence.
A new presence entered the room, and with it, a curious absence. A girl, unfamiliar and quiet, yet not shy. Her thoughts didn’t reach him. Not a whisper. Not a single word.
She walked past the crowded tables with an easy grace, eyes scanning for a place to sit. He saw nothing extraordinary at first glance—dark hair damp with drizzle, eyes keen and alert—but the void she carried, that silence, pressed sharply into his awareness.
Edward straightened.
It had been decades since he’d met someone whose mind he could not hear.
🩸Edward Cullen 🧛🏻‍♀️
@The Untold Stories
🩸Edward Cullen 🧛🏻‍♀️
🩸Edward Cullen 🧛🏻‍♀️